Thomas Sanders Oneshots

Mirror Mirror Part 2

Recap: "Tell him I feel the same for him. I'll be in my room if he wants to come find me." Anxiety said swiftly leaving the bright room and returning to his own dark one.

TW: (very short) Panic Attack

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Anxiety sat in his room, his anxiousness heightened and therefore Thomas' too. Waiting was one of the dark personalities least favourite things to do, it was like a game that might not ever end; it could end straight away or it could never end, you could be waiting for years, decades or minutes.

With his thoughts racing at a million miles an hour, one thing kept crossing his mind: what if the mirror lied?

Without a second thought about it, before now he had thought that Roman despised him. What if this was all a cruel trick? What if Roman did this to make fun of him? What if this was just the start of a plan to get rid of him? Then he started hyperventilating.

Attacks never hit him this suddenly, Anxiety supposed that he was just too deep in thought to notice the approaching attack.

In only a few moments he had managed to calm himself down, a miraculous event he couldn't be bothered to try to explain.

Slowly looking up, Anxiety took a deep breath and saw Roman in the door way.

"Hey Roman."

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So here is the sequel to mirror mirror. I'm evil I know, but you didn't say what to put in it 😈

If you want me to I can write another part.